i wonder when is she dropping by

Hamilton As Things My Girlfriend Has Said
  • Alexander : "You know, come to think of it, coffee is the most pleasurable thing."
  • *I give her an odd look*
  • "Well I love you but coffee helps me stay up till horrible hours to finish my work."
  • --
  • John : "You look hot today. No homo." *Finger guns*
  • "Babe we're dating."
  • --
  • Hercules : "See all my clothes are 100% made by me and my hands. I poured my blood sweat and tears into this - "
  • "It says made in China."
  • "Maybe I made it in China?!"
  • --
  • Lafayette : "Some days when I'm mad at you I want to only speak in another language bug the problem is I only know English and not even very well."
  • --
  • Aaron : "Normally I'm a calm individual but see, Abigail makes me want to drop kick her into a well filled with sharks."
  • "Is...is she not your best friend?"
  • "She is."
  • --
  • Angelica : "See whenever people doubt me I laugh because I'm better than every person in the world and they're just jealous of my feminism strength."
  • --
  • Eliza : "Sometimes I wonder what would happen if you cheated on me."
  • "Well I never would."
  • "No I know. But if you did I'd probably burn everything you love and go Carrie Underwood on you."
  • --
  • Peggy : "How is it my mom forgot to invite me to my own birthday party?!"
  • --
  • Thomas : "See macaroni and cheese is a gift from God. Like he loves it too. Cause who wouldn't?"
  • "Aren't you an atheist?"
  • "A GIFT FROM GOD AJ!"
  • --
  • James : "I swear I've been sick my whole life. Death is trying so hard to get me but they will fail! *coughs for a good five minutes* Fuck off death..."
  • --
  • George : "Why do I have to adopt all the worst fuckers?"
  • "You don't have to - "
  • "No I love them and they are my fucker children."
  • --
  • Maria : "I'm a sexy son a bitch who needs to learn how to make better life choices..."
Hit Me Like A Ray Of Sun

“Bitty. Holy fuck.”

Bitty’s eyes fly open.

Ransom is only an inch from his face.

“Wake up, Bits.”

Bitty groans and holds onto the blankets but Ransom gets a good grip on them and rips them all off at once.

“Justin Oluransi I swear if you don’t let me sleep I’m never making pie for you again. I mean it. I need my rest. I was up late studying.”

Ransom snorts.

“I was to studying.” He only talked to Jack for ten minutes. Fifteen tops. “And if you don’t let me sleep for the remaining 25 minutes that I am allowed I am taking every single piece of dessert that I make here and bringing it to the LAX house. You’re going to ruin it for everyone.”

“Jeeze,” Ransom says with a roll of his eyes. “So dramatic. Just like your boyfriend.”

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WONDER WOMAN: MORE THAN WONDERFUL

Ever since the first trailer came out, I could not stop waiting for this movie. Finally, on June 1st, it arrived in cinemas.

And even without a night of sleep, I pulled my closest friends to the theater to go see it. What I found? A movie that did not disappoint. Most people always disagree with me when I say I am a DC fan. Seriously? Why do they always have to compare to Marvel? Can’t we all just appreciate the superhero movies equally?

 With that being said, let’s take a look at everything I loved about Wonder Woman.

*Warning: Spoilers ahead. *

1. LITTLE DIANA

Bless this beautiful, beautiful child. She did a great job of playing a young Diana. I think the audience gave a collective, “Awww” when she appeared. With her doing cute little kicks and punches, it just added to the overall cuteness. But then she gives you this smirk and you know that the Princess of the Amazons is also a stubborn, sassy little girl who knows what she wants and goes after it.

2. EPIC FIGHT SCENES

The trailer alone showed some great potential in the fight department, but actually seeing everything on the big screen gives you this whole new feeling! It’s the “holy-shit- I- can’t- breathe” feeling. The kind where you stare with eyes wide open because you’re afraid that if you blink, you’re gonna miss something cool. The first few minutes of the movie, with the amazon warriors fighting off Germans on the shores of Themyscira (thank you, Steve) was amazing! We also see Queen Hippolyta and Antiope in action. (side note: my fave part would have to be her jumping onto a make shift shield that Steve grabbed and killing a sniper, taking down the whole top of the church doing so).

Bruce got nothing on that lasso.

3. Steve Trevor

I love Chris Pine. I have loved him ever since he came out in “Princess Diaries 2” and “Just My Luck”, when I was still a teenager in high school. And then he went and became Captain Kirk in Star Trek, and my fangirl heart could not help but love him more. Now, he has proven again how great he is by playing the charming, fearless, and disobedient Captain Steve Trevor. 

I’m so glad he chose to do this over Green Lantern! He was great when they were using the Lasso of Truth on him, but the funniest part for me was when Diana dropped by while he was taking a bath.

Diana: Are you a prime example of the average man? (or something like that)

Steve: No, I’m above average.

4. Gal Gadot

Unlike most people, I had nothing against Gal (or her allegedly small boobs *insert snort*) when she was first cast as Wonder Woman. Honestly, I was more concerned with how the story would go, but damn. She proved everyone wrong. She played the role perfectly. Perfectly. I am not joking. I cannot imagine anyone else who would’ve done a spectacular job as her. (And take note, she was pregnant whilst shooting this).

She could be fierce, emotional, humorous. She lighted up the screen, man. Figuratively and literally. And yes, she rocked that costume! Ugh that costume! At first, I was skeptical. After all, I am a big fun of the comics, and I sometimes hate it when they change these iconic things about characters (e.g. Barry Allen not being blonde in the TV series or the movie). But I came to love it. It showed more of her Amazonian roots than her iconic outfit in the animated series before.

5. No Man’s Land

This was the best scene/ segment of the movie for me. I had goosebumps watching her climb up to No Man’s Land. Add that to the fact that Steve tells her the soldiers have been there for nearly a year and haven’t gain an inch, yet she just strolls up there like is a fcking field of lilies and is dodging bullets better than The Matrix. My heart. My fangirl heart.

 Everything about it was so right. You have these bleak, grey landscape and yet Wonder Woman is wearing such vibrant colors. Then there are these slow- motion sequence where she’s blocking the bullets like some sort of freaking Jedi. And her shield seems to like glow while she’s getting hit with a machine gun and and and she’s dodging those bombs like they’re nothing. Nothingggggg. Then everyone else follows her and charges at the enemies. And I’m just sitting there like:

Up to now, my feels are still overwhelming. The story was great, the cast was great AND THE DIRECTOR, PATTY JENKINS. YOU ARE A BLESSING FROM GOD. I cannot wait for the Justice League movie. DC got this right, and hopefully, they keep getting it right.

higher

L-Corp stands tall and bright, not quite looming overhead, but there’s no mistaking it. Usually when Kara flies over at this time of night, only a few lights are left on, but now it’s a beacon against the stars.

There’s a faint heartbeat in her ears, steady and sure, and Kara follows it as she steps through the doors. The guards barely offer her a glance anymore, waving her through after she steps through the detector. 

Her back aches, and her shoulders protest as her arms hang by her sides. She needs to go home and curl up under the blankets, hide away from whatever is her fate at the hands of Snapper in the morning.

She wants to go see Lena. So she does.

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The Curse of Limbo: Age

When I was 1, my mother and father got into their first argument. When I was two, my first baby brother was born– he looks just like mother. Still does. When I was 3, my last baby brother was born– he acts so strange and he’s the luckiest one too. He almost died twice, but an angel is always there to save him. When I was 4, my father moved out and my mother was finally free from his tyranny. When I was 5, my grandmother smiled because she caught me in my first lie. When I was 6, my grandfather passed away– I cried for a whole week… or maybe for the whole day… time is an illusion, yeah? When I was 7, I burned my grandmother’s kitchen down. She covered for me. When I was 8, I made a best friend at school. The next day he was another kid’s best friend, so I cried about it. When I was 9, my grandmother from Vietnam passed away. My mom cried that whole month. Time is still an illusion. When I was 10, my mother still hit us. When I was 11, I questioned my existence. Why am I here? When I was 12, I told her to stop hitting us. She called the cops on me. They said I didn’t do anything wrong. Case closed. When I was 13, I got my first heartbreak. When I was 14, I smoked my first blunt. When I was 15, I popped my first pill. When I was 16, I was single for a whole year. When I was 17, I met a smile with poetry written all over it. When I was 18, she broke my heart. When I was 19, I started to smoke a lot more. When I was 20, I was so damn lost. When I was 21, all we did was fuck. When I was 22, she said that this was enough. When I was 23, I dropped the razor. I’m 24 now. I wonder about 25. I chase after 26. I’m in love with 27. It gets better.

Ok but can we talk about the poor person who took Jack’s Valentine’s order???

Like obviously this was done with a lot of notice. You don’t get a sea of roses a week before Valentine’s Day, you gotta plan this shit a month in advance at least.

So imagine it, the store opened like half an hour ago, Carl the new guy, is a little sleepy still getting used to having to show up at the crack of dawn to receive deliveries, and answers the phone.

He takes the order and the customer details, and aw that’s sweet, this guy is already thinking of Valentine’s Day. That’s commitment right there.

He doesn’t think too much about it, till Lisa is putting the order into their system and she tracks him down.

“Hey Carl, I know you had the early shift and it’s your first week, so I’m going to let this one pass, but you realise you put the order as 12 dozen roses right? That’s 144 roses my friend.”

“Oh shit, yeah that doesn’t sound right,” Carl laughs because it not only doesn’t sound right, it sounds ridiculous. “He probably said 2 dozen or something like that and I fucked up, thanks for catching that.”

Carl is very relieved because that kind of fuck up would probably have been his job.

“No worries, on my first day I almost mixed two big orders and sent a funeral arrangement to a wedding!”

She tells him a few more stories before they go back to work, and then calls the customer who put the order to get the correct number of roses.

“Hello Mr. Zimmermann? I’m calling in regard to the order you placed this morning with The Green Room, I just wanted to confirm some of the details of the order before putting it on the system?”

Lisa reads back the address, the time and date, name of the person who would receive the flowers and then hesitates for just a moment.

“The order says 12 dozen roses, which would make it 144 roses, but I’m sure that’s a mix up,” she says hoping the guy has a sense of humour and won’t make it into a thing.

“Yeah it must be, I didn’t order 144,” Mr. Zimmermann says with a steady voice, so he isn’t laughing but he prolly won’t be an asshole about it, “I ordered 150.”

“Pardon me?” Lisa asked wondering if this was the start of a bad joke or if indeed this was a prank order, she sceptically asks again, “so you want 150 roses to be delivered before 7am on Valentine’s Day?”

“Yes,” the guy replies still sounding serious.

“Right,” definitely a prank, “as it is a big order, we won’t be able to process it until we first take payment.”

“That’s fine, do you need my credit card details again?”

Lisa plays along, she confirms the credit card details and she hangs up wishing the ‘costumer’ a good day.

She then calls the manager and explains the situation, because she isn’t going to be the fool who puts that order in without clearing it with her boss.

“Oh,” her boss says when she looks at the name in the order, “go ahead and place it, but first call our distributor to make sure they can put the 150 roses on top of our Valentine’s order and then get a delivery slot booked now. If the costumer calls again or we need to talk to them let me know and I’ll deal with it.”

Lisa waits until she’s on her way home to google Jack Zimmermann which she feels shows a lot of restraint on her part.

“Damn,” she whispers when she gets a look at those gorgeous cheek bones. “What a lucky bitch,” she adds with respect.

She wonders if it would be creepy to try and google Larissa Duan, just out of curiosity but then decides that yeah it probably would be and let’s the matter drop.

(Later Jack will realise this is where the rumours about him dating Lardo start…)
Little Do You Know: 1

Pairing: TJ Hammond x fem!Reader

Story SummarySoulmate AU. On your 21st birthday, you begin to hear the innermost thoughts of your soulmate. What will happen when your soulmate just so happens to be a drug addict struggling to recover? Did I mention that he may or may not be incredibly gay?

Warnings: Addiction, language, brief sexual content, drugs, emotional abuse, Bud being a fucking perv as usual and making women feel uncomfortable

A/N: Hi guys! I hope you all enjoy the first part of this, I know its a little slow, but i promise part 2 will have more TJ in it. Shout out to the glorious @plumfondler , without her, this would probably just be another unfinished story in my drafts. If you like it, let me know! I’m currently working on part 2.




You’re fine. You’re fine. You don’t need it.

His voice was something you’d grown used to over the past 5 years.

Maybe just a little bump. Just a little one.

Your soul-mate had an issue with drugs, one that he was trying to overcome, and you’d always get caught in his inner battle to stay sober.

You wished this worked both ways, that you could talk him down from it, it seemed like the only time he could hear you is when he was high.

That, or he was just very good at ignoring you.


It’s going to be okay. You don’t need it. Just breathe.’ You thought, closing your eyes and concentrating, as if doing that would make your message more clear to him, but his voice rang through your mind again.


I need it.’

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The Price of Privilege - Part 1 (A Kyungsoo Series)

Genre: Romance Fluff/Angst/ Future Smut - Arranged Marriage / Royalty AU

Characters: Kyungsoo X You

Description: Your time has come to marry the man your family has selected to take your hand. As royalty these important matters are arranged for you, but when you meet your soon to be husband, he is nothing like you expected.

A/N: I conducted a poll and Modern won over Historical so this story is a Royalty AU set in Modern times Starring Do Kyungsoo.

The Price of Privilege: Royalty AU - Angst/Fluff/Smut - part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, Part 6


It came with the territory. You had been groomed for this for as long as you could remember. It happened to your three older sisters already and it had always been just a matter of time before it happened to you. Your younger cousins looked at you with wide, impressionable eyes that absorbed your mood and influence as you talked about it to them, just as your older sisters had talked about it to you.

You were lucky.

Everyone said so. Lucky for something so fortunate to happen to you.

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In An Instant: Part Ten (END)

Summary: A romantic comedy about what happens when love literally falls through your window.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Ash (aka me), Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Tony Stark

Warnings: Language, general gross cuteness, some angst, bad writing, bad storylines, possible cheating, but mostly major fluff and feels

Word Count: 1.6K

A/N: I’m finally wrapping up this series. It didn’t quite go the way I had anticipated but I enjoyed it. Thank you to all of you extremely patient people who followed along with me. I’d love to hear what you thought of the series as a whole and what I should/shouldn’t do in future series. I love you all. Special thanks to my babe, @sebbytrash, for reading through this for me. I love you.

Catch up here!  **My Masterlist  ** Inspiration Fund

When you awoke that Saturday afternoon, a mere three weeks since you met the life ruiner, Bucky Barnes, your heart literally hurt. Who were you to stop a wedding? You barely knew this guy. There was nothing you could do.

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anonymous asked:

Companions (with the romanced section, please <3) reacting to finding Inky crying themselves to sleep. I love the sweet smell of angst

It’s 5am and I’m at work and I haven’t seen the fucking sun today. Angst is literally all I have in me right now.

Cullen: He didn’t mean to intrude. He came to the Inquisitor’s rooms at the top of Skyhold with a stack of reports for them and found the door ajar. Through that gap in the door he heard strange noises, so he bounded up the stairs expecting to find an intruder, the papers falling from his hands as he reached for his sword. But there was no one there except the Inquisitor, curled up in bed and sobbing. He relaxed, took his hand off his sword, and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to intrude.” If the Inquisitor asks for company, he will stay. Maker knows he’s been exactly where they are, but he had no one to rub his back and tell him it would pass. It seems like the least he could do for the Inquisitor. If Romanced: The stack of reports was dropped the moment he pushed the door open, his sword out of its sheath and at the ready by the time he was halfway up the stairs. When he sees the Inquisitor curled up in bed and sobbing, no one else around, he drops the sword, too. He sits on the bed beside his lover and runs a hand up and down their back. “I didn’t mean to intrude,” he whispers. “Talk to me, love. Tell me what’s wrong. I’m here for you, anything you need.”

Leliana: Like Cullen, she comes bearing reports as well. Unlike Cullen, she recognizes the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing when she hears it through the door. She debates the matter with herself for a while, wondering if she should intrude. If the Inquisitor has a love interest, she’ll decide to leave and make their LI aware of the situation. If the Inquisitor is not in a romance, she’ll push the door open, set the reports on their desk, and sing softly to them for a while if they don’t tell her to leave. Once they fall asleep, she’ll quietly slip away.

Josephine: She also has a stack of reports for the Inquisitor. The burden of the advisors. Like Leliana, she recognizes what she hears through the door. Unlike Leliana, she won’t hesitate to push open the door. She drops the reports on the Inquisitor’s desk and sits beside them on their bed. “Cry as much as you need,” she tells them. “You’re not alone, though I’m sure it feels like it. I’m here for you.” If Romanced: The reports get left in a pile on the floor as she rushes to her lover’s side. She grabs their hand and kisses it, then lays down on their bed beside them and takes them in her arms. “You’re not alone, my love. I’m here. I’m right here.” She doesn’t leave even after the Inquisitor falls asleep.

Solas: High Approval: He came to talk, but he hears the Inquisitor sobbing. He frowns, guilt pinching at him, and opens the door. “Would you care for some company?” he asks when he gets to the top. If the Inquisitor accepts, he sits beside them on the bed. “I could help you sleep. Or we could talk. Whichever you would prefer.” Low Approval: He hears the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing before he opens the door and pauses. It’s not his place to intrude. Whatever business he has come to discuss will wait. He retreats silently. If Romanced: He can hear the Inquisitor sobbing as he pauses on the landing below their room and grimaces as the guilt pinches him hard. He takes a deep, steadying breath, then ascends the stairs. “Vhenan,” he says by way of greeting when he reaches the top. “Let me comfort you, my heart.” He slides into bed with them and lets them either cry against him or talk about whatever has them in this state.

Iron Bull: He isn’t entirely sure what to do when he finds the Inquisitor curled up in bed, but he won’t just leave without trying to help. “Hey, Boss,” he says, shifting awkwardly. “You want to talk? Or I could help you forget about it all for a while. Whatever works.” If Romanced: He holds his kadan close and lets them cry. Sometimes you just need a good cry, he knows. And when the tears are done he knows a great way to relieve the remaining stress. It involves rope and oil.

Cole: He knows. The Inquisitor’s distress called to him, but this isn’t something he can help them forget. It’s too big, too much, and erasing it would erase other things, things they need. So he brings them their favorite hot beverage and just sits with them, hoping some company will help. If it’s not enough, he goes to get either their LI or best friend. He wants to help.

Sera: Like Cullen, she thought the Inquisitor was being attacked when she heard the sobbing through the door. She leaps up the stairs, snarling at the intruder… Except that there isn’t one, just Inky on the bed, sobbing. She puts away the little knives she pulled out of her belt with a sigh. “What’s all this? Come on, Inky, talk to me. You’re gonna be okay.” If Romanced: Once she realizes that honeytongue isn’t actually in danger, she kicks off her shoes and climbs into bed with her. “Hey, Inky. Not gonna let you get hurt. ‘S’okay. I’m here.” She stays until she has no choice but to leave.

Varric: “Ah, shit,” he says when he finds the Inquisitor sobbing. It’s not the first time he’s seen this, of course. Hawke cried quite a bit near the end, and when their mom died. He’s seen heroes in their weakest moments, the moments that never make it into the stories because they remind people that the hero is still a person and not infallible. He walks over to them and rubs their back soothingly. If they don’t send him away, he’ll tell them stories to help them calm down. Heroes are people, too.

Cassandra: This isn’t exactly her area of expertise. She doesn’t really know what to do for the Inquisitor when she finds them crying. She sort of pats them awkwardly and asks them if she can get them anything. Whatever they tell her they need, from something to eat/drink to a shoulder to cry on to time alone, she’ll give them. If Romanced: She’s really not used to being the shoulder to cry on and she feels a little awkward, but her lover needs her and she’ll be there. This is what she wanted, after all. She wanted the romance, the sappy stuff with flowers and poetry, and that includes the moments of weakness. Her lover is overwhelmed, and she’ll be damned before she leaves them to deal with it alone.

Blackwall: He’s been alone for so long that he can barely remember what it’s like to comfort someone, but he’ll do his best. He knows what it’s like to feel overwhelmed and helpless, though probably not to the extent that the Inquisitor is feeling. He’ll gladly offer his shoulder to them. If Romanced: He gathers the Inquisitor into his arms and lets them lay their head against his chest and cry. If they need to talk, he’ll listen, but he’s just glad to be there for them.

Vivienne: She hears the sound of the Inquisitor sobbing before she knocks. She stops and sighs. She knows that sometimes you just need to retreat into yourself for a while and have a good cry. She’s been there before, too, though she’d never admit it. With a soft sigh, she leaves the Inquisitor be. If she doesn’t see them for a few hours, she’ll drop a hint to whoever will comfort the Inquisitor best, either their LI or best friend. But she’d never admit to that, either.

Dorian: He definitely understands the need to cry in peace, but he also knows that sometimes you just need someone to show you that you’re not alone. With that in mind, he’ll climb the stairs to figure out which one the Inquisitor needs and respond accordingly. If they want company, he’ll sit with them and offer whatever comfort he can, which he knows is very little. If Romanced: He’ll only leave his amatus alone if he demands it. Otherwise, he’ll slip into bed with him and hold him tight. “There, there. I’m here. I’ll protect you,” he says.

I want another episode like Dark Cupid, but with a Adrienette kiss. 

I mean, all I can imagine is

· The Akuma’s special attack causes extreme violence on people (rage assaults)

· Marinette was about to transform, but got hit by the Akuma’s influence.

·  Under the influence she has the whole Ladybug adrenaline and god help the poor soul who was near her.

· The Akuma sort of makes her the favorite minion (and Hawk Moth wonders when she will become his victim, cause this girl has potential)

· Chat Noir arrives at the scene and it’s completely shocked when the Akuma unlashes a red-eyed Marinette on him.

· At one point he is forced to use Cataclysm.

· Still has Marinette on his heals as his time is running out (all while admiring the girl’s agility)

· He gets corned and manages to hide from Marinette just when his transformation drops.

· Marinette won’t stop calling him out

· “Here kitty, kitty… I want to punch that perfect, hot face of yours”

· Meanwhile on Adrien’s mind

· “She thinks Chat- I’m hot?!”

· Like, concentrate man.

· Marinette finds him.

· “Shit I’m dead”

· “Oh well, better practice punching the cat with you”

· “Plagg, you can keep my TV”

· She attacks him.

· He tries to defend himself without also giving himself away.

· (but he can’t help to see some similarities between Marinette and Ladybug’s fighting style)

· She pins him to the floor (Like Chat Noir did with Ladybug in Dark Cupid)

· “Aww, don’t worry, this won’t hurt… much”

· Adrien panics

· He really doesn’t know what happens next.

· Cause the situation seems strangely familiar

· But before Marinette slams her fist with his face,

· He cups her face with her hands and

· Kisses her.

· All while being a bit shocked with himself.

· But he’s not really complaining

· In fact, he’s really enjoying it

· And Marinette… also seems to like it?

· When he pulls away, face flushed, her eyes are closed and when she opens them, they are no longer red.

· Marinette is confused.

· (and panicking) (Why is she on top of ADRIEN AGRESTE?!)

· “W-what happened?”

· “Uh… it’s kind of hard to explain…?”

· The Akuma interrupts.

· Marinette gives and excuse and dashes out to transform.

· Adrien is still on the ground, staring at the ceiling.

· “Kid… I’m hungry”

· “I don’t know why I did that, Plagg”

· “Still hungry. There’s an Akuma”

· “I liked it”

· “Shit, I think I have a crush on Marinette”

· “Congratulations, she has a crush on you and you have one on her. Now I want my cheese”

· Adrien’s brain stops functioning.

· Ladybug doesn’t really understand why Chat Noir’s face is red during the rest of the battle.

destielisgonnabecanon  asked:

hey there, i'm writing an essay about how destiel is real for a friend of mine and I was wondering what you think the most important pieces of meta that i should put in? can you recommend anything?

Hi - wow, that’s some dedication. All I did for my friends was send them some links - and, on one memorable occasion, I spent one entire 30 minutes conversation occasionally glancing at my (female&blinded by heteronormativity) friend’s lips instead of looking at her eyes, and by the end of it she was uncomfortable af and half convinced I was into her, and that’s when I presented her with a list of gifsets like -

- and basically dropped my mic and sashayed out.

(Man, I wish my hair was long enough to be flicked back.)

She changed her mind after that, by the way. And it’s really weird how most behaviours and gestures are used on screen precisely because we understand them as human things we all do on a deep level, and yet we’re suddenly unable to figure out what they mean if they’re not about a man and a woman. Uh.

(That applies to me as well, by the way. We see what we know about, not what is actually there, and that’s just inevitable - but can be unlearned, with some patience and many, many mistakes.)

Anyway, here are a bunch of things - I hope they’re useful.


Also, the entire S8, which was basically a demented Jane Eyre AU, and the entire S11, because, again, that Amara thing didn’t make sense without Destiel subtext, and finally @deanswingsbothways’ drunken rant (spoiler: contains the line “Destiel is not a story we are telling each other. Destiel is a story we are being told.” and bless).

You should also consider pimping your essay a bit, because there are a lot of posts and gifsets about how Destiel is regularly paralleled with canon couples on Supernatural, or follows the same rules as romantic relationships in movies. Here’s a bunch of them: Destiel and Sam/JessDestiel vs Dean/AnnaDestiel vs Sam/Amelia, Destiel vs David/VioletDestiel and Spuffy, Destiel and Clexa, Destiel and Phoebe/ColeDestiel vs Charlie/Gilda, Destiel vs every other couple on SupernaturalDestiel and Lucifer having funDestiel and romantic movies, Destiel and the Doctor, Destiel and Belle/Rumplestiltskin, Destiel and Tangled, Destiel and Saileen, and, of course, the beautiful and despairing trainwreck that was Repo Man.

And finally, there was that one time I went crazy and spent an entire weekend mapping every single love trope they’ve ever used around those two idiots in love, because I was just that fed up and the thing’s there, okay, and the more they say it’s not the more layers of tropes and mirrors and longing glances and narrative parallels they keep slathering on top of this thing, so, whatever and who even knows. At this point, you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because they’re homophobic or assume their audience is homophobic, and you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because of internal narrative reasons (God knows both Dean and Cas are never going to believe they’re actually good enough for each other), but to say there’s nothing there at all - that’s beyond whatever.

Anyway, my post is here, and these were the final conclusions:

As you may have guessed, this is something I’m sort of interested in - I came for the monsters and started to reblog stuff out of spite when I realized I was being treated like a crazy fangirl who sees love everywhere because women (right). If you’re looking for more sugary goodness, I tag stuff as destiel, spn meta (my own opinions), awesome meta (other people’s opinions), love tropes and parallels, and you can also have a look at some excellent meta writers who have eyes and therefore see Destiel and sometimes discuss it - people like @elizabethrobertajones​, @grey2510​, @tinkdw​, @bluestar86​, @mittensmorgul​, @floralmotif​, @k-vichan, @treefrogie84, @thevioletcaptain or @postmodernmulticoloredcloak (and I know I’m forgetting someone - that’s what sleeping four hours does to you, sorry). So, again - I know this post is a bit ‘join our cult’ (which is what you asked for, but still), but really - what I like about this fandom is that we can talk about stuff and we can disagree about stuff and still be friends, but this new idea currently spreading in the real world like wildfire - that not only you can have your own opinions (totally legit), but you can also have your own facts - nope. I hope your friend reads your essay (you’re welcome to share it, by the way) and sees that yes, there’s objectively something going on. If they still don’t, the final test is, “What if Cas were a woman? Would you see it then?” 

(And we all know the answer to that question, don’t we?)

Seriously, good luck.


EDIT - More great meta

( @destielisgonnabecanon - you’re welcome! Go win that bet! 😁)

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UPDATE!!! HELP!!!

This is my family. “Is smoll and broken, but still good.” (from left to front and top to bottom) Kimmy (@spideygirl) is from Utah and Gwen (@gwennspacey) is from Georgia and I (@emberbrekker) am from Colorado. We met through tumblr and our friendships blossomed to become what is our family of three transgirls madly in love.

When Kimmy and I first met I was living in my ex’s car working as a sex worker in trouble with the law, and Kimmy was getting kicked out of her dads living room. So she came to Colorado and we met. Things were still really rough with her and I being in love with each other and with my ex and I growing apart we decided to move to Colorado Springs.

Colorado Springs offered new obstacles. Being on our own with only our bags, I saw clients so we could have hotel rooms to stay in and food to eat. But then I met with my uncle who was not only non supportive but also dropped us off in Denver so we could get our lives together. And if the springs were the pot then Denver is the fire, comparatively. 

In Denver, I had the hardest time seeing clients. We walked around drowning in the size and speed of Denver living. We stopped off at a bar to get a drink because I needed to get tipsy to even handle the situation. But not even through our first drink some guy walks up and proceeds to attempt to drug us (we saw it dissolving in the liquid) So we left. Kimmy then has a major panic attack and we call an ambulance. We then end up in the ER for the first night of Denver. I didn’t sleep a bit. The next night Kimmy slept in the Bus Station while I stood watch. This being day 3, and at 2 am my ex came and picked us up and took us back up north. We then sold everything and had my ex drop us off in Colorado Springs.

 I saw a few clients when we got to the springs so we had places to stay and food to eat. One client bought us a car from auction. It was a wonderful gift that was given because I had impressed him so much and he was a nice guy.  So we at that point lived in the car. I did finish my court requirements and got my slate wiped clean. Then one day Kimmy introduces me to Gwen (who she met on tumblr) and we start talking. We hit it off and decided we were going to ask Gwen to move to Colorado with us. Everything lined up and Gwen had me fly out to drive her back to Colorado and back to Kimmy. The first few months were like cats getting use to each other. Quite funny in hindsight, but first had it is terrible. We got jobs and worked trying to take care of each other and doing anything we could with loans to get our life back and the van which had been impounded (we got it out and paid like $1300.00usd for it). But some good did come out of it, I was able to quit the Sex Working industry.

We were staying with a friend at the time who booted us out to live with her boyfriend. So we (K,E,G) moved into said boyfriends empty town house. Which was a big win for our family or so we thought. We settled in for a little bit got food, cleaned the place and planned for Yule. Not more than a week and a half later the “boyfriend” is back in his bed room dealing with issues involving the judicial system.  And this is where we have been. 

At this point “the boyfriend” is already crossing boundaries, being extremely disrespectful, and has now only given us 2 weeks from 02/24/17 to remove ourselves and items from the location. 

This is pretty much all we own. So we are going to get a storage unit and pay two months in advance in Denver, while we move there. 

This is our next hurdle. I have my Med Badge and Kimmy and Gwen are going to get theirs. But we are paying tons for healthcare and medication as we are all going off HRT. We do have appointments set up but its gonna be two months till the earliest appointment. We have pretty much no food, our accounts in total are -$350 usd. We have no idea how we are are feeling rather trapped and are worried about having to move cities. We know we are going to live in the car again, but we don’t know what to do about our stuff, or food, or even necessities like showers. We need a grand total of $950 to successfully move to Denver, and this does not include an apartment.

We aren’t asking for very much if anyone has even a dollar to spare or even $.50 every thing is going towards us moving and finding a safe place for us to live. 

Thank you for all your help so far and continuing to aid us in finding our place in the world! We are doing our best and just need a little help. Thank you and Blessed Be!

(PS paypal is littletransgirl18@gmail.com)

“(Right) We went together to Europe for a month. It was amazing, but we fought every single day. Our biggest fight was when we went to the Louvre Museum in France. The museum is so big that you couldn’t see all of it in one day, so the source of our trouble was me being greedy. She was was too tired so she dropped behind. I was disappointed by that so I walked on by myself, but when I turned around, I had completely lost her. I burst into tears. I just stayed right where I was. After a long time, my girlfriend came.”

“How did you feel when you lost her?”
“(Left) Um…I wondered: where’d she go?”

“(오른쪽) 한달 동안 유럽에 같이 갔었어요. 너무 좋았는데, 사실 하루도 안 빼놓고 엄청 싸웠어요. 제일 크게 싸운 게 프랑스에서 루브르 박물관 갔을 때 였어요. 박물관이 워낙 커서 하루 안에 다 못보는 곳인데, 제가 욕심을 낸게 화근이었죠. 여자친구가 너무 지쳐서 뒤로 나가 떨어지고 저는 그게 서운해서 혼자 막 걷는데 뒤를 돌아보니 얘를 잃어버린 거예요. 그래서 막 울었어요. 그냥 그 자리에 가만히 서서요. 얘가 한참 뒤에야 오더라구요.”
“여자친구를 잃어버린 심정이 어땠어요?”
“(왼쪽) 음…어디 갔지?”

[8]

YOU CANNOT ESCAPE THE FUNT HUNDE. 

THEY KNOW. 

THEY ARE COMING. 

Guys

Guys you called it. 

Also I’m 100% sure there’s a Chamber of Secrets joke in here somewhere. 

Secret Santa Gift EXCHANGE!

This is my secret santa gift for @pozolegirl 

I was so excited when I got my assignment and it was for someone whose work I already knew and admired! I hope you like your gift!! 


“So you were right.”

“Was I now?”

“Yes. Ladybug agreed that buying expensive jewelry for a girl you are not dating does, in fact, send mixed signals.” Chat sighed as he dropped down through the skylight and sprawled out against the bedding.

“I told you.” Marinette grinned smugly, not even bothering to look up at him from her desk.

“I can’t believe that you two are ganging up on me!” Chat whined, burying his face into her giant cat pillow.

“I can’t believe you talk about me to Ladybug.” Marinette laughed, her attention already back to whatever project she was currently working on.

“well, she doesn’t like it if I talk too much about my civilian life and you are my only other friend as Chat Noir.”

“I know but… never mind.” She shook her head softly, muttering something under her breath.

“So what sort of present do you want me to get you for Christmas?” Chat asked peering over the loft railing. She froze, her eyebrows furrowing. He grinned in anticipation.

“You already got me a present remember? The absurdly expensive piece of jewelry?” She finally looked up at him with an eyebrow raised challengingly.

“Yeah but you hated it.” He smirked.

“I did not hate it! I just thought a 295 Euro necklace was a little much for a just friends present.”

“Yes you made your feelings on that perfectly clear last time. The point is I need to get you a present that you actually appreciate getting.”

“I do appreciate it! I am literally wearing it right now!”

“That’s just cause you feel guilty. I will get you the perfect present. Just watch.”

Marinette groaned, pulling distractedly on her pigtails.

“Chat you are being ridiculous. You don’t need to get me another present.”

“What do you want?” he asked, grinning wider.

“I want you to not get me another present.”

“Try again. What do you want?”

“I’m not telling you,” she huffed.

“Fine. I have other ways of figuring things out. Just you wait Princess, I will get you the perfect Christmas present.” He stood up, giving her a jaunty salute as he pulled himself back up through the skylight.

“Chat!” She called after him.

He waited silently on her terrace, holding back the bubble of laughter in his chest. He could hear her shuffling around in the room, waiting to see if he would poke his head back in or if he had actually gone.

“Stupid cat,” she muttered finally.

Only then did he disappear into the night.

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Sometimes I like to imagine an au where Anakin and Obi-wan and Padme have been plotting against the mysterious Sith lord since Geonosis, and Anakin makes the decision to go deep cover and play along with Palpatine’s weird manipulation in order to get close enough to the Senate to figure out who’s calling the shots.

He figures out it’s Palpatine too late to pull out of the mission, and ends up having to do some things that will haunt him in order to maintain his cover. Like stand aside and not stop the clones executing Order 66.
Obi-wan and Padme know the truth, but no other Jedi do, nor can they be told or the operation is a bust.

Obi-wan is good at making a big theatrical production out of absolutely everything (because while you’re focused on the sassmaster Jedi, his soldiers are already past your defenses and capturing your base), so when he meets up with Anakin and Padme (who is a darn good actor in her own right) on Mustafar, he makes the duel look good.

But then Anakin wants to push it even further, make it more drastic. Obi-wan isn’t sure he can, but Anakin will force his hand if he has to. (“Look, I’ve lost the hand before. It’s fine, just chop it off, I need an excuse to not have a lightsaber”)
But then the lava surges. And Anakin is burning. Obi-wan tries to help, truly he does. But they both sense it when Padme goes into labor, and Anakin all but orders him to prioritize Padme’s safety over his. So Obi-wan walks away.

That will haunt Obi-wan forever.

The next year is a blur for Anakin and there are times when he can feel himself teetering on the edge of a precipice, times when he’s not sure he’s pretending anymore, when it gets harder and harder to reach the Light Side.
But then he’s sent to Alderaan to threaten the Queen and Viceroy and there’s a chubby bundle of ruffles and attitude clinging to Bail’s fingers and resolutely attempting to walk and he knows who it is.

He reveals his identity to Bail in private, who is astonished and heartbroken for all his friend’s husband has put himself through for a chance to stop the emperor. A chance that he ultimately missed. They begin to arrange secret codes and dead drops and things even the fledgling Rebel Alliance would have trouble deciphering.

Bail also discovers that Anakin and Breha are both of the “She’s crying! Bail, help!” school of parenting. They’re great at keeping Leia happy, but when she cries, Breha is like “is that the hungry cry or the angry cry I don’t know them apart yet!” and Anakin is like “Did I break her? It’s my fault, isn’t it. Don’t cry I’m sorry!!”
His sporadic, clandestine visits tend to leave Bail wondering which of her four parents Leia will take after the most.

Once every other month, Anakin sends encrypted messages as “Counterweight” to fellow conspirators “Linchpin”, “Leverage”, and “Fulcrum”. (Obi-wan, Padme, and Ahsoka of course). This is also how he and Padme exchange news, and record messages for the twins to watch when they’re older.

Luke grows up knowing his father is a “secret agent” with lots of scars, and that when he’s old enough he’ll get to help him fight the bad guys.
Leia grows up knowing her “Other Mama” is an “outlaw superhero”. (Bail and Anakin came up with that one together. Breha reflected “well, you’re not wrong.”)

It was Leia’s idea to become Vader’s somewhat political nemesis in order to divert suspicion from them. Breha thinks she’s just reveling in the chance to get to be like Bail and Padme while utilizing her natural Skywalker Sass.

Luke trains a little with Obi-wan, but mostly practices piloting. (Mother thought that might be what they’d need almost as much as Jedi, and Mother is never wrong). He and Owen may or may not have constructed a secret bunker under the homestead just in case Anakin ever makes it out to Tatooine.

But then word starts leaking out that the Separatists’ secret doomsday weapon wasn’t scrapped. That it had begun to be constructed during the last days of the Clone Wars, and was nearing completion.
A planet killer.

Looks like the Skywalker family reunion may be happening a little sooner than planned.

You Died

Author: Juju

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Summary: Sebastian comes home only to find you crying. He freaks out, thinking something happened, but he calms down once he figures out what’s going on.

Warnings: A smidge of angst but it’s hardly there. A shit ton of fluff.

A/N: This happened like 2 minutes ago. There are still tears in my eyes. I don’t know why I decided to re-watch The First Avenger.

P.S. I just realized that I’m on my period and that’s why I’m so emotional. I’m sorry.

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

“Y/N! I’m home!” Sebastian called out as he walked into your shared apartment. He turned to the living room, where you usually were when he came home, only to find it empty. He went to the kitchen, but you weren’t there either. On his way to the bedroom, he heard you sniffling and picked up his pace in fear.

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When I take my daughter to the movies, I watch her face a lot.  I watch her face because I take her so that she can share in the experience.  I watch her face to make sure she’s all right, to see if she needs a hand to grip or possibly someone to cover her eyes for a second.  I watch her face because she is exquisite and I love her.

I watched her face at the first movie I ever took her to–just me and her, to see Brave.  I watched her face as Merida shot bullseyes from horseback and climbed the firefalls, and I cried because I was so glad that she didn’t understand how special it was.  I watched her face last Thursday at Wonder Woman, and her eyes shone and her mouth was open with joy as she watched little Diana following along with an entire field full of powerful Amazons sparring.

Do you know what it means, that she’s being raised on Merida and Tiana and Moana, on Black Widow and Wonder Woman and Gamora, on women Ghostbusters and Imperator Furiosa and the Wives and Mothers?  I don’t.  I don’t, because all of this–I’m not sure there’s been a generation that had enough heroines like this to be more than a drop in the bucket.  I love Mulan with a fiery passion, but I was a teenager when it came out.  It’s all so new.

But it’s good.  It’s so good.

florabell  asked:

Omg I would love to read your take on the "I can hear you having mental breakdowns" AU because I can absolutely imagine Clarke being strung out with med school stress and Bell being a Mum and fretting over her

A|N: this got…. really, really long, so I’m just gonna apologize in advance and put it down as me being trash for neighbours!bellarke. Hope you like it!

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It only occurs to him that he has a new neighbour when he wakes to the sound of a distinctly feminine voice cursing out someone.

And it’s not like Murphy was ever quiet or a remotely considerate neighbour or anything, but Bellamy’s pretty sure that he’s never woken him up at six in the morning with his yelling. Huffing, he shrugs on a shirt, shuffles over to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee. He has to be up in an hour for work anyway, so there’s no point in trying to go back to sleep.

He does, however, start feeling a little concerned when the muffled swearing grows progressively louder instead of abating. Maybe his new neighbour is actually hurt or something, and the increasingly profane swear words are her way of expressing her distress. It’s plausible, right? The nice, neighbourly thing to do would be to check up on her. Or at the very least, maybe pound on the wall and tell her, in no certain terms, to shut the fuck up.

As tempting as the latter option is, he finds himself edging out of the door anyway, crossing the hallway to knock at her door cautiously.

The door jerks open at the second knock, and he he has to hide his surprise at the figure standing by the doorway. She’s a lot tinier than he expected her to be, dressed in stained scrubs with her hair piled up into a messy bun, stray strands drifting over her collarbone distractingly.

She arches a brow over at him, the tilt of her chin challenging. “Yes?”

“Uh, hi. I live over at 5C? Just next to you?” He gestures over at his ajar apartment door, resisting the urge to make a snide remark about how thin the walls are in the complex. “And you just— I don’t know what’s happening, but you’ve been yelling for the past hour or so? I just wanted to make sure you’re not being murdered, like, five feet away from me.”

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